I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 78

So, she is capable of treating someone this well after all.

Wanqi Yanjing’s lips pressed down with incomparable tenderness. The moment they touched, Jiang Yiqing was surged by an extremely comfortable sensation.

Having experienced the dual cultivation of spirit and flesh, this feeling was so unforgettable. Even with the influence of the Hetero-Bone Langhua Pendant removed, the two of them had long since become inseparable.

A person cannot step into the same river twice, but with surrender imminent, it was difficult for Jiang Yiqing to regain her clarity.

At the critical moment, Jiang Yiqing reached out and pulled a green jade hairpin from her hair.

The sharp tip of the hairpin stabbed into the flesh of her palm, and the pain caused her consciousness to spark back to life.

“My beloved concubine, what are you doing? Do you intend to self-mutilate?”

“Since you are allowed to threaten me, I can threaten you as well.”

“Do you think a tiny hairpin can stop me?”

“If you refuse to listen to my suggestions, I will leave one day. What is the point of all this?”

“If? What do you mean by that?”

“Dual cultivation is not impossible,” Jiang Yiqing said, looking at her. “But you must return those three books to me.”

“My concubine is truly diligent. Do you really believe that in this demon’s den, you can still refine immortal arts and cultivate the Great Dao?”

“How will I know unless I try?”

Wanqi Yanjing’s eyes flickered. Her originally frivolous expression suddenly turned serious, as if she were deeply contemplating the matter. Whatever she thought of, she spoke: “I suppose I could agree to that.”

“You had better agree,” Jiang Yiqing said. “You must realize that you are acting as a robber.”

“Then I shall propose my condition as well,” Wanqi Yanjing said. “I need you to sign a Demon Covenant with me.”

“A Demon Covenant?”

“A meeting of karmic destiny, where thoughts follow the Yellow Springs. Through life after life, three existences and nine souls, you shall have no second choice besides me.” Wanqi Yanjing smiled and said, “Even if I die, it will be impossible for you to forget me in this lifetime. Whenever you develop feelings for another, or engage in intimacy with anyone else, you will surely suffer the pain of a devouring heart. You will forever bear the brand of me, Wanqi Yanjing. No power will be able to separate you from me—it is truly a pact made specifically for love.”

“You only think that way because you are a demon.” Jiang Yiqing didn’t know what to say. Wanqi Yanjing was likely not a normal person; she didn’t know how much of this obsession was truly for her, and how much was influenced by the Hetero-Bone Langhua Pendant.

“Do you agree or not?” Wanqi Yanjing asked.

“…” Besides Wanqi Yanjing, was there even another choice in this life? She was destined to be entangled with her, to be ruined by her. Even if there were a better choice in the future, this experience would be like a maggot in the bone, impossible to shake off. Even if others were willing, Jiang Yiqing herself could never consent.

Was she destined to be imprisoned by the chains named Wanqi Yanjing for the rest of her life?

Fine, she had reached a certain level of resolve herself.

“Fine, I agree,” Jiang Yiqing asked. “But this covenant won’t only bind me, will it?”

“…Naturally not.” Wanqi Yanjing smiled sweetly. “Where else could I find a beauty like my concubine? Having you is enough for me, Wanqi Yanjing, in this lifetime. The covenant is mutual; our fates have been woven together again, stronger than ever before. That Immortal Jiang truly thought she could remove the ancestral power from the Hetero-Bone Langhua Pendant; she was too naive. She does not know how we of the Wanqi clan love to the point of madness, enduring the pain of gouging out our own hearts… If a corresponding price is not paid, is karma such an easy thing to end? Naturally, with every meeting with me, the unresolved knots in your heart will only grow deeper.”

Jiang Yiqing thought of her Master’s appearance. Even though Senior Sang Yan had passed away so long ago, she was still unable to forget her. Perhaps the poison of the Wanqi clan was something she herself could not cure to this day…

Therefore, she completely abandoned the thought of severing the chains with Wanqi Yanjing. She simply wanted to watch with her own eyes how the master of these chains would bring about her own ruin, falling into an unsalvageable abyss… even if the price was to pull herself down as well.

“That is well.”

“It seems my concubine has the resolve to die for love with me.”

“You’re overthinking it.” Jiang Yiqing smiled. “I just want to see with my own eyes how wretched you look at the end of your life. Do you think I, Jiang Yiqing, am the kind of person who allows herself to be manipulated by others and eventually discarded? Remember, I am the only one who can throw you away.”

“Now, that is truly a wife for me, Wanqi Yanjing.” As Wanqi Yanjing spoke, she couldn’t help but pull the other into her embrace, letting out a laugh.

“On the day the demon plague is settled, I will surely pluck the moon from the nine heavens to build a love nest for my concubine, and hold a grand wedding to announce to the world—that you, Jiang Yiqing, are the destined person for me, Wanqi Yanjing.”

Jiang Yiqing’s heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t expected Wanqi Yanjing to do something so romantic, but how much of her words could be believed now?

“Destined person…” Jiang Yiqing murmured, feeling deeply ironic.

Though it was a bit cold and somewhat laughable, Wanqi Yanjing might not be wrong. Her fate had been thoroughly connected to Wanqi Yanjing in a peculiar way.

It was as dangerous as drinking poison to quench thirst, yet it offered a fatal temptation that one could not refuse.

“Then without further ado, let us establish the covenant.”

As Wanqi Yanjing’s bewitching voice fell, the scenery around Jiang Yiqing changed. She opened her eyes to find herself in a dark space, wearing a pure white gown, with the cries of strange birds echoing in her ears.

Looking closely, she saw crows, vultures, and bats. Jiang Yiqing suddenly understood what they were saying.

“It is a marriage covenant…”

“To think someone of the Demon Race would establish a marriage covenant.”

With blood in their beaks, they came to peck at Jiang Yiqing’s dress, startling her.

But before she could dodge, she discovered something even more terrifying. She struggled to turn her head and saw Wanqi Yanjing lying behind her, back to back.

Although her body wasn’t physically bound, Jiang Yiqing could not move no matter what.

She saw countless birds pecking at Wanqi Yanjing’s skin, yet the woman acted as if she felt nothing, not uttering a single word. Even though she couldn’t see her face, she felt as if those cold eyes could penetrate her soul in an instant, making her shudder.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yiqing’s dress had been soaked in Wanqi Yanjing’s blood.

A large crow recited an incantation she didn’t recognize. Amidst the spell, she felt as if her entire body were boiling with heat.

Her divine sense could see a chain binding her heart to Wanqi Yanjing’s. Every time that chain swayed slightly, Jiang Yiqing could feel her own heart being cut by tiny, sharp thorns, drawing blood.

Suddenly, a long sword burst in. The sword was covered in dense demon sigils, with black patterns wrapping around the silver-white blade. On a mirror-stone that shimmered like quicksilver, the long sword carved her and Wanqi Yanjing’s birth dates, ending with eight characters: “In life and death, forever following; together witnessing this vow.”

The chain that had pierced through their hearts moved slowly, coating the mirror-stone with the blood from their hearts, eventually locking the mirror-stone firmly.

Jiang Yiqing was in too much pain to speak. When everything finally ended and she could finally draw a breath, she realized she was lying on the large bed in the Qintai Palace, drenched in sweat in front of a giant bronze mirror, as if the previous scene had merely been a nightmare.

“Although human etiquette dictates, we should tell our sister-in-law that we are married, if I tell her now, she won’t be able to help but go mad. It seems I can only tell her the good news later.”

Wanqi Yanjing stepped out from behind the curtain. Aside from her face being a bit pale, there was nothing else wrong with her. Establishing a Demon Covenant required a great deal of demonic power.

Jiang Yiqing also felt that she had done something irreversible; heartache surged like a tide. However, she had to learn the techniques left by the immortals. She only hoped that Jiang Yuxiu wouldn’t worry about her; perhaps she wasn’t truly qualified to be her sister…

Wanqi Yanjing lay down beside her, carefully studying her face, and said, “Yiqing, do you know what happens if you violate the Demon Covenant?”

“What?”

“The gates of the demon realm will swing open, floods will overflow, subterranean fires will erupt, and disasters will plague the human world until the world is destroyed… You certainly wouldn’t want to see such a thing happen.”

Jiang Yiqing looked at her with suspicion.

A phoenix flower mark had formed on Wanqi Yanjing’s forehead at some point, faintly glowing with a golden-red light, while its edges were a deep black-purple, making her entire presence seem indistinguishable between good and evil.

“You should keep your promise,” Jiang Yiqing said.

Wanqi Yanjing smiled and brought out the immortal casket. When Jiang Yiqing opened it to look, the contents didn’t seem like something Wanqi Yanjing could have faked. Only then did she relax, placing the casket on the bedside table.

“Let us begin to prove the binding power of the covenant through action,” Wanqi Yanjing laughed. “Those who establish a Demon Covenant are like those who have tasted the forbidden fruit of the world; their sensitivity to pleasure is a hundred times greater than that of mortals. This is also a cultivation method that those of the Hehuan Sect seek but cannot obtain.”

“What?” Jiang Yiqing said blankly.

“My concubine, stop playing dumb. You want to use dual cultivation with me to increase your cultivation level and then practice immortal arts to reach the Immortal Path. Then you should learn to be more proactive.” Wanqi Yanjing reached out a hand, gently pulling away the gauze garment on Jiang Yiqing’s shoulder. “Ordinary people cannot cultivate both immortal and demonic paths, but if you know how to please me, I will grant you the ‘Immortal-Demon Hehuan Manual’ to help you harmonize the powers of both natures. Supplemented by your innate advantage of having no spiritual root, it might even help you ascend to immortality sooner.”

Jiang Yiqing hadn’t thought that far ahead, but it seemed that doing so was indeed feasible. In other words, she had stumbled her way into finding the most suitable and fastest way to cultivate immortality, even if the process… was difficult to describe.

“During this period, you must guard your original heart.” Wanqi Yanjing kissed her earlobe suggestively, a strange sensation like a slick animal moving. “If your inner heart loses its balance, there is no telling if you might fall into the demonic path.”

“…”

“However, I believe that with your perceptiveness, you can certainly achieve it.” Wanqi Yanjing waved her robe, and countless immortal and demonic materials suddenly piled up in the room. At a glance, the room was filled with shimmering treasures. “These treasures can help you break through cultivation bottlenecks at critical moments. This Seat will exert all effort to assist you, only to win a smile from my beauty. Will the beauty grace me with one?”

Jiang Yiqing looked at the room full of items, none of which couldn’t be turned into fragments; it seemed Wanqi Yanjing had guessed she had a “cheat” that could help her.

So, as long as a Demon Covenant was established with her, she really could treat someone this well.

Jiang Yiqing looked at this demon and revealed a smile that she was satisfied with.

Just as she had imagined, Wanqi Yanjing seemed completely captivated by this smile. Her deep red eyes darkened several shades, showing no attempt to hide her infatuation.